No one ever asked me.

Time for this week's writer's workshop with Mama Kat 
This week I chose No one ever asked me, so here I go..



No one ever asked me if I could see my feelings,

But does that mean they don’t exist?

My feelings are an expression of who I am~right now.

No one ever asked me if I could see my heart,

But does that mean it doesn’t exist?

My heartbeat can be felt by my human hands.

No one ever asked me if I could see the wind,

But does that mean the wind doesn’t exist?

Winds breezes can be felt on my face,

 And seen in the swaying trees.

No one ever asked me if I could see God.

But does that mean HE doesn’t exist?

God is here..

There..

Everywhere..

Just look around...if you dare!

(This next one is just a little something extra)

No one ever asked me, why are your eyes brown?
I would have told them of my ancestors.
No one ever asked me, why do you say ya’ll?
I would have told them of my eccentric Granny Ann.
No one ever asked me, what do you put in your homemade soup?
I would have told them, just you never mind.
No one ever asked me, what do you dream to be?
I would have told them, a singer, writer, photographer, or actress.
But no one ever asked me.